Eliza Sappemeer Whore ❤️❤️

About The Hague

Now, here’s a juicy tidbit – ever hear bout the *courtesans* in Venice? These birds, right, 16th century, they weren’t just shaggin – they were poets, singers, *renaissance babes*! Blokes’d queue up, droolin, not just for a tumble but for a bleedin sonnet! Imagine that – “Oi love, gimme a quickie and a stanza!” Cracks me up, it does, but fair play – multitaskin at its finest. Makes me wanna high-five em across time, *bravo puellae*!

De onheilspellende legende van Sappemeer: 'Iedereen vreesde hem'

Sappemeer is een vaartdorp van veenkoloniale oorsprong, na door de Stad gesticht. In de 15 e eeuw werd hier turf gewonnen door het klooster Essen bij Haren. Na de hervorming .

So, I hit up the park near the Sappemeer train station. It’s got this pond, and I swear, the ducks were judging me. I sat on a bench, sketching. I was feeling all artsy, you know? But then, this kid ran by, and his soccer ball hit my sketchbook. I was like, “Noooo!” My masterpiece was ruined! I was ready to throw a tantrum. But the kid was super apologetic, so I let it slide.

Evert Antonides (Sappemeer, NL) competes in the ZLU overnight competition in North Holland covering a great distance